Reluctantly present herself to the boy next door

Mackenzie took a deep breath, steeling herself, as she knew she couldn't risk literally freezing her tits off in this storm all night. The shivers continued as she stepped away from her home, doing her best to hold her arms around herself for warmth and to keep her breasts under control. As she crossed the yard, she couldn't help but think about how she had almost approached Alex's house on the way home, and now she now had ****. And yet, as mortifying as it was, she was a little excited. Shivers were still running through her body, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else, but she couldn't help wondering if she'd have been trembling even on a warm day...

The feeling of her bare feet on the wet concrete of the sidewalk was fascinating as Mackenzie walked up the yard. At least, she tried to make it fascinating so she didn't get overwhelmed and chicken out. Because thinking about how she was going to have to show herself to Alex, naked, shivering, and with her hair plastered all down her head and shoulders was mortifying and she couldn't get it out of her mind. Soon, however, she was standing on the stained wood of the porch, and mercifully no longer being pelted with rain. Glancing around for anything to help her, she stalled the inevitable as she shivered.

Alex sat at his computer, half-watching a twitch stream while he couldn't get images from earlier out of his mind. In truth, it wasn't the first time he'd seen Mackenzie exposed. His room on the second floor faced her house, and in particular her bedroom window. During high school and the years that followed, he spent a lot of time near that window. A whole lot of time. He didn't like to think of himself as a creep, but he couldn't really be blamed for just noticing out of the corner of his eye... Mackenzie never seemed to see him because of the slightly reflective film on the windows, and seemed to forget to close her curtains an awful lot. He'd seen her in a few different bras and panties, towels, squeezing into skinny jeans... On one particularly good day, he'd gotten a good view of her in nothing but a red thong, but only from the back. Somehow, today was the first time he'd ever actually seen Mackenzie's breasts, if from an awkward position and angle. As he did his best to remember the image, he moved his hand across his thigh reflexively, before jumping slightly at the sound of the doorbell echoing through the house. Who the hell could be at the door with a storm like this raging...?